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you can find me over here if you need me, but I really don't have time for this blog, guys. I know, I really suck, but I have a bazillion gillion threads over at my Sam blog. I don't mind roleplaying with you all there. In fact, I'd love it. Come check it out maybe?~
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So sorry I've abandoned this blog! It's been very busy over at my Sam blog (which you can find here). It amazes me how in one week (more or less) I've gained as many followers as Cal did in just under a month. I understand what people mean when they say OCs hardly ever get any interactions, because canon characters are a whole lot easier to deal with.
I'll try and interact here as much as I can, but I'm running an unbelievable amount of threads at the moment o.o And, lucky me, their timezones are all a bit spread out, so whilst I'm still on holiday, all day long I can just roleplay with you guys c: i'm anti-social you see and you guys are the closest I have to friends
So yeah, you guys are always welcome to pop over there, as I won't be on here as much.~
"You don't smell centuries old. Okay, wait, that sounded really weird. Um... your life-force doesn't smell like you're centuries old. Yeah that's not much better."
"My what-what?" Cal asked, raising an eyebrow. "Life-force? What does that mean?"
She smiled and said, “Oh thank god that I’m not the only one who thinks that. But I’m unsure of how trust worthy you are…. or I am, really.” she paused before adding. “I can tell your different. I am too, which is how I can tell.” she looked at the girl, and waited for a reply.
"How trustworthy do you think I am?” Cal asked, challenging her, raising her eyebrows. Everyone these days could tell she was different. Maybe shifters were starting to give off some… thing. Whatever that thing was, a whole lot’a people were starting to notice it. “And how are you different?”
She posed the question asking why this girl specifically was different, not how. They were two totally different questions.
"Well darling, not many people shiver in broad daylight." she said with a smile. "Also, not to many people can read energies." she laughed. "I’m probably not what you’re expecting." she smiled. "No need to be defensive, almost everyone I run into lives differently."
Pfft. Cal was betting she hadn't met an alien yet, and those guys were cropping up all over the damn place.
"What are you - vampire, or something?" Though now she said it, she realised vampires didn't shiver in broad daylight, they hissed and covered their eyes because it was too harsh for them. "Or not."
She smiled and said, “Oh thank god that I’m not the only one who thinks that. But I’m unsure of how trust worthy you are…. or I am, really.” she paused before adding. “I can tell your different. I am too, which is how I can tell.” she looked at the girl, and waited for a reply.
"How trustworthy do you think I am?" Cal asked, challenging her, raising her eyebrows. Everyone these days could tell she was different. Maybe shifters were starting to give off some... thing. Whatever that thing was, a whole lot'a people were starting to notice it. "And how are you different?"
She posed the question asking why this girl specifically was different, not how. They were two totally different questions.
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"Wait… are you saying you’re older?" Her jaw dropped.
"Oh, please. I was around when Louis XI was King of France," Cal said, rolling her eyes. "Well, he died a year after I got out of what I like to call boot camp, but yeah."
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Nobody was too stunned to say a word.
Cal raised a challenging eyebrow, smirking a little, but she wasn't sure if Nobody was impressed or really frightened. "You okay there, chick?"
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"Only on this plant 'cause of her great-grandmother and UNIT," Gusta replied.
Brittany Jane shook her head," you're not suppose tell anyone about UNIT! Unless I say something first, You idiot!" She told Gusta.
UNIT? Great-grandmothers? What did either of them have to do with anything, whatever UNIT was?
Cal looked to Brittany Jane for answers, pulling a 'dude, not cool' face, jaw dropping, hands spread out towards her. "What on Earth is he talking about?"
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"Well, come on then," Brittany Jane told her.
"You're coming with?" Gusta was surprised.
"Duh!" Brittany Jane replied," it's exciting, and much better than doing nothing," she told Gusta. "Cal, are you sure? Because he might be one of the nice ones, but after today, you'll be encountering alot more aliens that are invading, and not so nice,so you still wanna come?"
"'Course," Cal said, shrugging it off like it was no big deal, eyeing Gusta up and down. "But, uh... You're a nice one?"
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"Wait… are you saying you’re older?" Her jaw dropped.
"Oh, please. I was around when Louis XI was King of France," Cal said, rolling her eyes. "Well, he died a year after I got out of what I like to call boot camp, but yeah."
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"She didn’t grow up like I did, Gusta," Brittany Jane told him, then she tuned her attention to Cal," his people call food fuel,I don’t know why, and no they’re not like vampires, don’t worry he’s not looking for blood," she told Cal.
Gusta laughed again,” she’s funny,” he replied.
"If you want my help you’ll stop making fun of my friend!" Brittany Jane told him.
"Okay, okay!" Gusta replied raising his hands in surrender.
"Good!" Brittany Jane replied then turned to look at Cal," I have to help him and by help him I mean make sure he doesn't go back on his word, so you can either stay here or come with, what do you want to do?" She asked Cal.
Well, Gusta was the cheeriest alien Cal had ever heard of, or seen, actually. Not that she'd met any other aliens, but...
Stay home whilst Brittany Jane could go and talk to other aliens? Oh, yes, definitely.
"'Course I'm coming, stupid," Cal said, like it was obvious.
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"Hmmm... I'm gonna pull a random number out of the air, since there's no way to make an educated guess. Eighty." She paused. "And if you're actually that old I will probably freak out."
"Ha! I wish," Cal laughed. Every time Edric had another birthday, and someone asked how old he was, he'd laugh and say something along the lines of 'Me? Oh, I'm only eighty this year.'
Weird. Humans considered eighty to be old. Sure, the elderly's physical appearance wasn't the best, but eighty was so young.
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It was another one of those nights when Cal had decided to go for a walk, only this time she'd gone a little farther than just the village she lived in. She'd found a bus station (who knew there even was one?) and took a trip to the next town along. She didn't want to go too early in the day, so she'd decided to go in the evening.
It was a little... messy, Cal decided. Graffiti on most of the walls (which was, surprisingly, a rarity back in the village), rubbish everywhere, drunks stumbling around everywhere. It wasn't even ten yet.
Just when she was about to turn around and go back home, a pub caught her eye. She wrinkled her nose, the smell reaching her nostrils already, and she was still quite a distance away. Disgusting. She definitely wasn't one for alcohol - who could be? The stuff smelled and probably tasted awful.
There was a woman hanging around beside the door, but the darkness hid whether or not she was staring at Cal, but her head was definitely pointing in that direction. Cal shuddered slightly, knowing she'd have to walk past her.
She told herself it was fine. She'd walked past big, drunk men before, even hurt one so bad he had to go to hospital. That's what creeps deserved.
So she kept walking, ducking her head as she passed the woman, not daring to look up to see whether or not she was watching.
Reblog, click the picture, and prepare for battle.
after a while i became convinced that the words were mocking me
Nothing happened.
I WAS PROMISED A BATTLE
*throws down gauntlet*
Edit: Went back. This is the best thing to happen to my dashboard ever.
Reblogging again because my followers need to see this. To be clear, rebog, go to your actual blog, then click the picture.
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"It's a bit weird... I know my biological mother doesn't have any more kids, but I don't even know who my bio-dad is. Also, I just realized that you could be really old and I would never know."
"Random, but very true," Cal answered, raising his eyebrows and squinting her eyes in mock-suspicion. "I'm far older than I look, anyway. Take a guess."
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Cal had just walked out of the store. She’d entered it intending to buy some milk, and left it holding a bag of Skittles. Mary wouldn’t be too happy, but she’d come back later.
A woman with big, curly hair bumped into her as she stepped out. Well, the curls were all she noticed at first, anyway.
"Oh! Sorry," Cal said, turning red. "I’m a bit clumsy."
"It’s alright," River instantly replied. "I’m use to clumsy." She explained, with a small smile. "Are you okay?"
"Um, yeah," Cal nodded, rolling the open side of the Skittles bag up and shoving it into her bag, which she'd primarily brought for the milk. "What about you? I didn't get your arm or anything, did I?"
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"whatever you want, love." she said with a smile. Mel sat herself at the table. and looked a Cal. something was odd about her, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. she continued to think it over, wonder just what it could be.
"Well, we have cookies," Cal said, pulling the lid off a tin and revealing the chocolate chip cookies, setting them down in the middle of the table and sitting opposite Mel. "So… How’s your day been?"
Small talk. She hated it.
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Mel gladly took a cookie. she smiled, mostly to herself. "Actually, a bit dull compared to most." she said as her smiled widened. Mel chuckled, finding this funnier then it should have been. she worked her self into a full on laugh in the newly met friend's kitchen. forcing her self to calm down, she said, "Sorry. I'm sorry." she paused taking another breath to calm herself. "How about you?" she asked, still wanting to laugh.
"Small talk sucks," Cal said, raising her eyebrows. "Sorry. I'm not sure what else to say to a stranger I just invited into my home." She said it jokingly, but she was telling the truth.
Cal opened the door almost immediately, surprised to see an unfamiliar face which belonged to a giant standing behind Dean. She raised her eyebrows - hunters didn’t usually have the whole long hair thing going on. She didn’t know why. Actually, she really liked his hair.
She looked back at Dean. “I think we need to talk about this, Dean. And, uh… Hi, Sam.” She stepped back to let them in, hoping Mary wasn’t around, because whenever she was she offered everyone milk and cookies.
Luckily, she wasn’t. “I think this is a really bad idea, you guys. Nobody’s hurting anyone, for once. Can’t we just leave it?”
Dean held his hand up in a nonmoving, silent wave. He looked toward Sam, “This is my brother.” He said simply, as though it wasn’t obvious, “Sam, that’s Cal,” He introduced the two before sighing. This could be a very, very bad plan.
He raised his eyebrows with her words that she spoke, nodding his head slowly, walking into the house, his brother following after him, “Talk?” he asked, looking toward the shifter. “About what? Why?” he asked, crossing his feet at his ankles gently.
"Not yet, but we had enough of a lead to bring us here. Which means that it’s only a matter of time. An alpha. We’re not abandoning." Dean responded.
"Aw, c'mon, Dean!" Cal whined, aware she sounded like a little kid. "They just... I mean... Maybe it isn't even the Alpha. Maybe it's next to the Alpha or something. Does it matter? It's nothing big, really, just a party or whatever..." She trailed off. It was hopeless. To them, a monster was a monster, and an alpha was a huge 'NO'.
"What can I do to change your mind?" Cal asked. She paused, taking a step back. "Without you killing me so I won't get in your way, first." She folded her arms over her chest, raising her eyebrows at Dean.
